“Yo,” she said. “I had some free time, so I left my basement room. The outside is nice sometimes, too.” Rentaro’s mouth gaped in amazement, and he was unable to respond for a while. “Doc… Why are you here?” “There was a request, so I came here today to supervise the doctors. Didn’t I tell you before? I’m a genius, so I have knowledge of everything. I’m just a coroner because it matches up with my hobby. In times of emergency like this, I get called in as a doctor, too.” “So even Dr. Death saves people’s lives once in a while?” “What, do you want to be euthanized, Rentaro?” “I-I was just kidding. Don’t get mad, Doc.” Just then, a question crossed his mind. “Doc, didn’t you win a lottery ticket for the shelter? Why are you here?” “I didn’t win it. I was given it. A government official came to my lab and said they couldn’t let Japan’s greatest mind die and gave me a ticket. I politely ripped it in half and threw it away then and there, though.”
